"Hahaha!" More than a dozen people burst into laughter.
The laughter overlapped and resonated, causing Yang Chen's eardrum to burst instantly.
Yang Chen endured the pain of a shattered eardrum and remained motionless.
"Did you hear the sound of the bomb explosion just now?" someone suddenly asked.
"Shunfenger, what did you hear?"
"I heard two explosions coming from the ceiling!" said Shunfenger.
At this moment, everyone guessed that there was someone hiding on the ceiling, because they were not fools and knew that only hiding in the ceiling could explain why people could not see them.
More than a dozen executioners, each holding a sharp knife, jumped up at the same time, stabbing the knives in their hands towards the ceiling.
But because they couldn't jump high enough, each time the sharp knife was a certain distance away from Yang Chen on the ceiling.
Sometimes it was one decimeter, and sometimes, only one centimeter. Yang Chen could even feel the wind blown by the sharp knife.
He was now terrified. If one of the executioners performed exceptionally well and successfully hit him with the knife, he would be dead.
But what made Yang Chen feel lucky was that the sharp knife still failed to hit him, and after these people jumped several times, they made a wrong judgment: "There is no one on the ceiling!"
"How do you know there's no one?"
"Because we attacked so many times and failed to hit anyone, do you think there is anyone there?" explained a bearded man.
"Just turn on the light and you'll know." Someone went to turn on the light.
Yang Chen was frightened again. Once the lights were turned on, he would be discovered, and that would be dangerous.
Click.
The lights came on, and the sudden glare made it impossible for any of them to open their eyes.
"Look, is there anyone on the ceiling?"
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